Dangerous Love (Urban Fiction)

Expecting

I woke up the next morning wrapped in Dre's arms. I had a banging headache and my body was sore as all hell. Dre shifted his body and when i moved and he found that i was awake he kissed my forehead.

Emani: good morning daddy.

Dre: wassup baby girl.

We laid cuddled up for a little while then i had to use the bathroom. When i tried walking straight i was walking really weird.

Dre: HA! I tore that pussy up. Gotchu walkin all types of crazy!

Emani: shut up.

After using the bathroom i got right in the shower and after 5 minutes dre was coming in right behind me.

Emani: i can't do nothing by myself huh?

Dre: nope you my baby where you go i go.

Emani: good we got therapy in 3 weeks.

Dre: did i say where you go i do i meant where you go i go opposite

Emani: i dont even think that makes sense but i don't care we're going to therapy.

Dre: what do i get if i go?

Emani: a surprise.

Dre: will it be a good surprise?

Emani: maybe. you will only find that out if you go to therapy.

Dre: Fine but it's only cause i want that surprise.

Emani: oh your gonna love it.

Dre: yea i hope so.

We finished showering and then Dre got ready for his day and I laid in his bed watching courage the

cowardly dog episodes on netflix. He kissed me goodbye and i continued watching tv. After about an hour and a half i drifted off back to sleep. When i woke back up it was around 2. I got up and used the bathroom and brushed my teeth then went to the kitchen to see what i could cook for dinner. I decided to make fried chicken, homemade mashed potatoes, baked mac and cheese, and i went to the store and bought a bottle of barefoot moscato. by the time Dre got home the only thing that was left to be fully finished was the baked mac and cheese and it would be done in the next 10 minutes.

Dre: something smells good.

Emani: its gonna taste good too.

Dre: im ready to eat. lemme just take a quick shower and ill be ready for dinner.

By the time he was done i had taken the mac and cheese out the oven and was already making his plate. We sat down for dinner and barely talked because of how hungry we were.

Dre: damn baby you put your foot in it huh?

Emani: yea i sure did.

We both laughed and continued eating. after dinner i poured us some moscato and we laid on the couch and watched World War Z. After the movie was over we were ready for bed but didn't feel like moving so we simply turned off the TV and fell asleep on the couch. Our nights went on like this for 3 weeks. some nights were filled with love making and other nights were filled with warm bubble baths massages and cuddling. I loved every bit of it. I even forgot about my strip clubs and realized that if i don't get back on it i would start to lose money. I decided that i would stop stripping for the sake of my boyfriend and only run the club and supervise what went on at night. I would tell him everything as part of the surprise that Dre would get if he came with me to therapy. Therapy was on friday at 2:30. it was now monday. I was ready for a peaceful week. as long as everything went as planned things would be great. My first plan of the day was to stop at my strip club and see what needed to be restocked. While i was in therapy and recovery i had paid for everything to be renovated and new. The club was rocking a royal blue and gold look and i had asked my girls to take time off to get in shape and recover from the night of the shooting. I had also asked them to try to buy more outfits and lingerie to match the theme. They didn't have to but it would probably make them and the club more money if they went along with what the club was rockin. I had printed out a bunch of Re-opening flyers and tossed it everywhere that i passed then I made my way to the club around 2:30. During my drive to the club i had bought a caramel swirl iced latte and it wasn't sitting right with my stomach at all. Once out the car i raced to open the door and to the restroom. As soon as i set foot into the stall vomit was spewing violently from my mouth and into the toilet. When i was done i was light headed and could barely stand. Fuckin dunkin donuts probably used spoiled ass milk in my shit. I tossed my latte in the trash and did inventory. The mics needed new batteries, some of the extension cords was fucked up due to the shooting and the glass and bullets. There were a lot of shot glasses that were gone and regular drinking glasses. after making note of those items i wrote down how many bottle of liquor i needed. After i finished inventory I went to the mall and did a little shopping for Dre and I. In the middle of that i got a call from mini.